The Original World Of Plane Trading

Chapter 87: Dwarves

"Boss, what's the matter?" A bearded dwarf with a strong figure and height of only a meter tall, panting, dragged a dead iron dragon cub with his companions. In order to avoid the pursuit of the female dragon, they almost He didn't run out of his heart, and finally ran into the dense forest, and managed to escape with the help of dense trees.

This chubby armored dragon cub is enough to feed the whole clan for a day or two. The rare harvest made a dozen or so dwarf warriors smile on their faces, except for the new leader, Domu.

Domu didn't know what was going on, he always felt terrified, as if he was being watched by some fierce beast, but there was obviously nothing around, "I always feel like some kind of beast is following us, do you have this feeling? ?" The

dwarves looked around and shook their heads.

Domu looked around nervously, the forest was very quiet, except for the occasional chirping of insects, there was no other sound at all.

"Maybe I'm thinking too much. Well, let's go back quickly. If we don't go back, the Dawu and the others should be in a hurry."

In order to avoid becoming slaves of the super tribe, the leader and the priest immediately took the whole tribe with more than a thousand people. Migrating away from the tribe, they carefully avoided the orc tribe all the way north, and hid in this forest before the cold winter came.

Unexpectedly, the cold winter in the north was many times colder than the original tribe's residence. Under the heavy snow, there was no food to be found in the forest. When the tribe moved here, there were still more than a thousand people. There are only more than 600 people left.

Many older clansmen and youngsters died of illness, freezing to death, and starving to death, but everyone did not blame the decision made by the big witch at the beginning. If they really became slaves to those orc tribes, what would happen to them? Definitely worse than now.

In any case, they finally survived the cold winter, and now they just need to choose a hidden place to settle down and multiply, which is better than losing their freedom, and all future generations will be slaves, and they will never recover.

Duomu and the others carried their prey and wandered around the forest for a long time, before finally getting into a hole that was concealed.

Bai followed them all the way in the air. Although he couldn't understand the language of these dwarves, he vaguely remembered that when he was a child, the big witch told him that he had encountered some short-tempered guys during his travels. They are neither beastmen nor pure humans in a complete sense, and what they serve is not the beast god, but the Vulcan who is in charge of the flame. They are quick-tempered, but hospitable, and if they are considered friends, they will be sincere, but if they are considered enemies, they will never be friendly.

The big witch also said that the dwarves were dexterous with their hands, and they were especially good at making tools. The tools and weapons they made were far better than those of the big stone tribe.

The big witch had a very good relationship with them at the beginning, and he stayed in the dwarves for a full month before leaving. He was regarded as the guest of honor by the leader of the big witch of the dwarves. When he left, the dwarves even gave him many gifts. The great witch had a very beautiful and shining necklace, which was a gift from the dwarves. Now the necklace is still in Dawu's hands, but it is treasured by Dawu and is rarely taken out. It was only when he was a child, when he heard the story of the dwarves told by the great witch, he saw that beautiful golden necklace, and he was very impressed.